When the formation of the spear infantry is destroyed, when the neat array of which they are proud is broken, then it is time for them to perish.

The Norman soldiers who charged from the flank broke the right flank of the Eastern Roman heavy infantry at once, and hundreds of heavy infantry were cut down or rushed down, and then trampled to death, and the right flank of the entire frontal battlefield was in danger in an instant.

"Damn! Damn it! Damn it! ”

Her Royal Highness the Princess said three damn sentences in a row, directly exposing her very bad mood now, at this moment, Her Royal Highness the Princess has long since lost the confidence she had at the beginning, and even the idea of sharing Eastern Europe equally with the Normans began to waver a little, but in this war, she can't lose, she must not lose.

"The Guards are out! The second, third, fourth, and thousand-man detachments came to the aid of the front, filling the gaps, and holding off the barbarian spearmen, and the fifth-thousand-man regiment aided the right flank, holding back the Normans. ”

Lilianu's private soldiers were only 7,000, all of them were well-equipped hoplites, and they were very protective in peacetime, and only 1,000 people were used to rescue the left flank before, but this time she directly dispatched 4,000 people, which shows Lilianu's determination.

The guards responded violently, blowing their horns, imitating the ancient Roman Empire, a centurion wearing a wolfskin helmet, waving an eagle flag representing the Roman Empire, also wearing an ancient Roman style of iron plate armor, wearing a red feather helmet, and a soldier wearing a purple cloak raised his long sword and beat his oval shield, forming a neat formation and walking towards the battlefield.

"Long live His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Lilianu prefers to be called a crown prince rather than a princess.

"What the hell is going on?"

The peasant soldiers and the soldiers of the garrison who were beaten and fled by the Normans were stunned one by one when they looked at this group of soldiers who seemed to have come out of the ancient picture scroll.

"Romans, forward!"

Those soldiers were about to shout, not imperial soldiers, not soldiers, but the Romans, the strongest people around the Mediterranean, conquering countless barbarians and winning countless victories!

"Romans, forward!"

Listening to such shouts, even the peasant soldiers from the most remote villages could not help but recall the pomp and circumstance of the Roman Empire, and could not help but burst into tears.

"Onward! Advance! We are Romans! ”

Although there are some changes in language and culture, although the identity and status are somewhat inferior, but at this moment Rome, it aroused the resonance of all the soldiers of the Eastern Roman Empire, it represents a spirit, a kind of faith, from the founding of Rome, from the beginning of a small city in the Apennine Peninsula, the history of thousands of years, countless wind and rain, Rome did not fall.

The warriors shouted like this, shouting in a variety of different voices, high-pitched, sharp, and deep voices, and finally the figures gradually unified, as if the streams merged into a great river.

"Romans, forward!"

The entire Roman army boiled like water reaching 100 degrees Celsius.

War! War! War! The war that belongs to the Romans, the war that belongs to the Roman Empire, Rome is immortal, the spirit is immortal, and it will win!

In this arrogant state of mind, in this warm atmosphere, the soldiers of the Eastern Roman Empire roared wildly, enthusiastically and selflessly charged the Norman army, and the soldiers, regardless of their origin and equipment, were all fighting side by side, like brothers.

"What a nice bunch of soldiers! Rome? It's a pity that it's outdated, so it's the last elegy. ”

The morale of the Roman army was like a rainbow, and it had long since lost its previous decline, and it turned from defense to offense.

The Celtic army is also not ambiguous, the heavy spearmen in front of the front are originally a class of troops with higher defensive capabilities than offensive capabilities, the spearmen gathered the formation and mixed with the lightning infantry to enhance the attack power of the formation, and the Prussian regiment on the right flank also shrunk into an arc-shaped array to strengthen the defense of the flanks, plus the support attack of javelinmen and longbowmen, the garrison corps is like an iron hedgehog, no matter how fierce the Roman army's offensive is, the Celtic formation is as hard as a rock, and there is no flaw at all.

Lilianu originally saw that her morale was high, and she was a little happy to have an advantage in attacking and defending, but she was a little distressed when she saw that the enemy was well guarded, although there was no allusion to the West in one go, but Lilianu also understood that people's hearts were fickle, and the courage of flesh and blood could only be clamoured for a while, so the more regular the army, the more emphasis was placed on discipline, and it was not important to individual users, as in the current situation, although the Eastern Rome would temporarily gain the upper hand, but after a while, if it was impossible to break through the opponent's array, The morale of your own army will be flattened, and if the enemy counterattacks again, the Eastern Roman army will inevitably be defeated.

"We must find a way to end this war as soon as possible!"

Lilianu groaned and turned her gaze to the left flank, a place that she had ignored since the beginning of the war, after all, Her Royal Highness the princess did not have high expectations for these miscellaneous armies at the beginning, but the development of the battle surprised Her Royal Highness the princess, the most inconspicuous left flank was the only place where the Eastern European coalition forces had the upper hand, but it was not surprising to think about it, after all, the difference in numbers between the two sides was too large, and the Eastern European miscellaneous troops of the coalition army added up to 10,000 people, plus the two thousand mace soldiers and one thousand guards reinforced before, It was an army of 15,000 men, although it had lost part of it in the previous battle, but still had more than 13,000 troops, while the left flank of the Normans had only 3,000 troops, which was only 1/5 of them.

When the Norman army suppressed the enemy army before, it was forgotten, which would slow down the Eastern European coalition army, and after the counterattack with the 1,000 guards as the backbone, the Normans were suppressed, and the Eastern Roman army took advantage of its numerical advantage and continued to attack the Norman flanks, hoping to outflank the Norman army, and the Norman army, under the garrison of Anderson, tried to avoid this situation, so it kept retreating to keep the formation intact.

In this case, the battle situation on the left flank seemed to be that the Normans were constantly retreating, and the Eastern Roman army was in the ascendancy, but Lilianu also noticed that the other side was also aware of this situation, and was ready to send a group of troops to reinforcements, this is the main force of the other side seems to have been fully committed to the battlefield, so that now only some irregular peasant soldiers, those from Poland who surrendered to the Normans, can only be used.

But for some reason, the ranks were very scattered, and they didn't look like they obeyed orders, and they didn't move quickly to the battlefield.

Probably because I don't like their commanders, right? That queen is said to have a very poor character and doesn't know how to buy people's hearts at all.

Lilianu rightfully thought so, and felt a faint sense of superiority over Artoria.

Of course, this kind of thing is just a little proud in my heart, and now there are serious things to do, and the actions on the other side seem to strengthen Lilianu's determination, Lilianu immediately put the remaining reserves in her hands, nearly 10,000 soldiers, into the left front, hoping to completely crush the opponent's left front, so as to increase their own advantage, and then win.

But will things go so well?

The war was still going on, and after the Norman lightly armed archers took out their cavalry crossbows and crushed the Cossack heavy cavalry with guerrilla tactics, Pugachev had completely lost confidence in victory, and the Cossacks were capricious in the twilight of the Qin Dynasty.

Pugachev gave an order, and those with horses directly stepped on horseback and began to run away, and those without horses knelt on the ground and begged for mercy and were captured, waiting for their families to redeem them, or simply join the Norman regiment, anyway, they joined the Eastern European Union under the banner of mercenaries, and they were not afraid of losing face, of course, then again, the Cossacks were a group of hooligans, and they had no face to lose.

The Cossacks collapsed like this, and the steppe cavalry couldn't hold out for long, and the Norman hussars defeated the opponent's 30,000 army with only 5,500 cavalry in this battle, and General Qi Teng contributed a lot.

However, Her Royal Highness was still struggling, and put all her hopes on the counterattack on the left flank, and the coalition of more than 20,000 men squeezed into that narrow land, desperately fighting forward, watching the Loman Legion retreat, although sending two reinforcements in succession, it was still to no avail.

"At least a draw can be maintained!" Her Royal Highness thought so, and at the same time on the watchtower opposite, Artoria snorted softly and raised her hand.

"The water army is dispatched!"

At the order of Her Majesty, the knights of the Guards blew their horns, five short and one long, and the Baltic detachment's inland flotilla, which had been hidden at the corner of the river and hidden by rocks and reeds, sailed out as fast as possible, together with a large number of ships that Artoria had recently collected from around the Vistula.

The massive ships were densely packed with crossbowmen, a total of 4,500 crossbowmen and 3,500 professional Viking warriors, as well as 3,500 light infantry of the river fleet itself, and hundreds of ships of all kinds were covered with Norman troops.

Her Majesty Queen Artoria hid the main force from the beginning of the war, and tens of thousands of elite troops appeared from places no one expected in an instant, and the Vistula River immediately turned from the safe flank of Lilianu's imagination into the most terrifying attack platform of the Norman army.

"How so?" Lilianu nearly fainted, and then heard the frightened shouts of the soldiers on the left flank.

"Boat! Lots of boats! ”

"Normans! It's the Normans! ”

"The enemy is attacking from the river!"

In the face of the sudden change, the poorly disciplined Eastern European Allied troops panicked, some of them turned around and yelled at the ships, some took off their upper clothes and jumped into the water with a thud, trying to swim over to fight, and some soldiers armed with short bows and hunting bows shot arrows at the Norman ships.

But none of this mattered, the Normans equipped the large ships on the outermost side, and the crossbowmen were all concentrated on the large ships, and under the command of the crossbowmen commander to shout loudly and release the arrows, thousands of crossbowmen wound up, and the crossbow arrows were fired like a storm with the whirring sound of the wind, and the left flank of the coalition army was too dense to be in the dense crowd.

Although the coalition soldiers tried to resist, but to no avail, the bows and crossbows in the hands of these rabble were not as good as the Norman crossbowmen, and they fought separately, and the arrows they shot were scattered and disorderly, neither dense nor compact, and the lethality was very limited, and the small number of soldiers who swam over were cut down by the Normans with an axe as soon as they put their hands on the side of the boat.

The soldiers of the Eastern European Alliance could not effectively kill and injure the Norman sailors, but the crossbowmen on the Norman fleet were able to calmly shoot the coalition soldiers on the shore, although there were some bumps on the ship and it was not easy to aim, but the formation of the Eastern European coalition was too dense, and there was almost no need to aim, and they could shoot people with an arrow, which was no different from hitting a target.

A bag of crossbow arrows has a total of thirty, the shooting speed of the pulley crossbow is slower, an average of about fifteen seconds can shoot an arrow, if the cavalry of the two armies fighting each other rushes over, they can only shoot one or two crossbow arrows, but this will be different, the Eastern European coalition army is more than 20,000 men and horses, not under each other's control, and has not undergone professional training, it is very difficult to adjust, some Eastern European nobles and professional officers from Eastern Rome shouted quietly, but the orders said were contradictory, the army was moving around, and they didn't know who to listen to, even if you know, it's useless, the vast majority of the peasants and soldiers are illiterate, and they can't distinguish between east and west, north and south, front and back, left and right, and the two simplest orders when fighting.

Charge and escape, beyond that, nothing is understood, what else can be done in such a situation except to sit and wait?

In nearly eight minutes, the Norman crossbowmen ran out of ammunition, and 4,500 crossbowmen fired a total of more than 100,000 crossbow arrows, killing and wounding nearly 1/3 of the coalition soldiers, completely disrupting the opponent's formation.

The soldiers listened to the dying screams of their comrades, and their bodies involuntarily scurried around with the surging flow of people.

To the north was also the army of the Normans, so naturally they would not flee there.

The Vistula River to the west was where the Normans attacked, and although some of them panicked or stepped on the air, or were pushed down, most of them were dead, and the noble soldiers in scale armor and chain mail became sunken kings, and those who could not swim were hung up after a few flutters, and those who could swim were caught by them and sank together.

The Eastern European coalition soldiers to the south fled and trampled each other to death, but there were also some lucky ones who escaped.

Worst of all was to the east, where the soldiers panicked and ran to the positions of their allies, the Eastern Romans, to disrupt the Eastern Roman line, and at the same time, the soldiers who were crying and fleeing in all directions also weakened the morale of the Eastern Romans.

"The left wing is lost!"

The Eastern Romans shouted in terror, and the Celtic Norman soldiers in front of them also took advantage of the situation to launch a counterattack.

But that's not the end of it!

On the western left flank, the Norman light infantry on the Dragonhead battleship quickly rowed ashore after the crossbowmen attacked, and charged the chaotic Eastern European coalition army with a round of throwing axes, and the descendants of the Viking pirates roared, laughed, and bare their upper bodies, holding two-handed battle axes like harvesting wheat, chopping down the Eastern European coalition soldiers to the ground, and continued to drive them to the Eastern Roman line with Anderson's Pomeranian legion.

(End of chapter)